Before the prince went to sleep, he vaguely thought of the turret, which he often played in when he was a child and was very familiar with it.
But the scene that flashed through my mind seemed very strange, as if it was on the top of a building.
Drowsily, the prince fell asleep.
In the orange-red mist like dusk, he saw a pair of shoes. The shoes were very beautiful, a pair of thick-soled shoes with eight treasures and pearls. He remembered seeing them before, and then after thinking about them, he remembered that he had seen Wang Xiu wear them.
The jade pieces on the shoes were also orange and looked like a rose blooming at dusk. He looked up along the feet and saw that it was indeed Wang Xiu.
But her hands were bare, the palms had been amputated, there was no blood, and the skin and flesh had grown back.
He didn't know how to react for a moment and could only freeze.
But Wang Xiu was seen sitting on the top of the tower, looking at the reflection in the moat, and said melancholy: "Your Highness, many people in this capital don't recognize us anymore."
He said: "How could it be possible? I am the prince."
Then Wang Xiudao: "Yes, you are the prince. So they don't remember me."
"No, they will definitely remember you." He said, his tone a little urgent.
But Wang Xiu smiled and said indifferently: "That's all, as long as His Highness remembers it."
"I will always remember it." He said, some memories flashed through his mind, and a strange emotion surged through his chest. The strange emotions collided with him, and it was extremely turbulent.
He couldn't remember anything clearly. The only thing he remembered was that Wang Xiu's hands were cut off for him.
"How come?"
"How come?"
The prince woke up with a start and felt cold sweat all over his chest.
He sat up and found that the room was lit. Hua Zimo didn't know when he came and was pouring him tea.
"Your Highness woke up so early again? It's only midnight."
The prince was surprised and said: "Is it already time?"
He had been sleeping for several hours, but he felt that he had just squinted for a while, no more than a moment at most.
Hua Zimo yawned and said, "It's almost midnight, so I was preparing to get up and prepare clothes for His Highness. Who knew His Highness would wake up right away?"
The prince sat up and thought that he had seen Wang Xiu's hands and feet in good condition during the day, but he had some strange dreams.
If Wang Xiu lost one of his hands for him, how could he remain indifferent? What's more, such a thing would never happen.
After the prince stood up, he said to Hanako Mo: "Get ready and go and bring your grandson back."
Hua Zimo quickly asked: "Is Your Highness going to leave the palace?"
The prince shook his head: "Just go and take a look at Yu Deshui."
Hua Zimo responded quickly, thinking that he would go to the palace to see Yu Deshui first, and then pick up his grandson, so that there would be no delay.
Unexpectedly, the prince said: "After you pick up your grandson, take him to the palace to identify himself, and ask Madam Wang to give him a safe pulse."
Hua Zimo didn't think so. He just thought that the prince was worried about his grandson's health, and quickly responded: "I know this, and I will bring a few more people."
The prince nodded and said no more, but his breath became slightly heavier.
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Anjun Prince's Mansion.
Late at night, a group of people were still busy in the remote backyard.
Suddenly, I saw a young man covered in mud running excitedly to the main room, and after a while he knocked on the door.
The people inside spread the word and saw King An, wearing a long gown, walking out happily.
When the young man saw it, he quickly reported back: "Your Majesty, it's done."
Prince An took him to the balcony and asked in a low voice: "Who is that person on the street over there?"
The boy said: "The third son of the Xu family, he has something in our hands. The place he arrived at was the Xu family's shop, a tea shop under his name. The people who made the arrangement were also close associates holding the death contract. The prince wanted to
You can go out anytime."
A fierce light flashed in King An's eyes, and he immediately sneered: "Don't worry. Let them repair the tunnel first, and let the people outside take care of it. From now on, any news from the palace must be reported in time."
"Besides, don't waste the Song family's money, otherwise I will make their family miserable."
The boy immediately said: "The Song family's money was delivered on time, so I didn't dare to refuse it. Then there was news in the palace that the noble concubine almost had a miscarriage, and now she was demoted to the Hui concubine and was kept in Ziyun Palace to raise her child.
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Prince An's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly asked: "What happened? Why was he suddenly demoted?"
The boy hurriedly said: "The palace didn't say anything specific. It seems that because Empress Hui concubine offended the eldest princess, the emperor lowered her position. As for the confinement, it is said that it was the prince's intention."
There was a loud "bang" sound, and Prince An's hand hit the pillar.
The boy was startled and bowed his head even more.
I saw King An angrily saying: "My father is not dead yet, and the prince wants to take over the power alone? I think he is obviously afraid that the birth of my father's youngest son will endanger his position as prince."
"The eldest princess is also careless. Since they are so cruel, don't blame me..."
"Go and tell Xu Jing that everyone who has met his illegitimate son has been silenced. I want him to take Xu Xiao back. Now Xu Xiao is considered Lu Yunhong's student. I want to make good use of this person."
The boy immediately ran to deliver the message again. His figure was as nimble as a cat in the night, and soon he could no longer even see his shadow.
Prince An stood in the night, looking in the direction of the palace, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.
He originally wanted to win steadily, but since everyone is forcing him, don't blame him for being rebellious and wanting to rebel.
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After receiving his grandson, Hua Zimo happily took his grandson to the palace.
Because he brought too many guards, he attracted the attention of interested people. Soon, the news spread that the grandson went to the palace to play.
This is nothing, after all, the prince will go to the palace.
But the thing is, this is the first time for Taisun to go to the palace. Before that, he had only been to the eldest princess's palace, and he had never even been to his grandfather's house, Zhongyong Bo's house.
After receiving the news, Uncle Zhongyong's face was dull and his heart was burning with anxiety.
They wanted to take the grandson to his house for a meal, but knew that without the prince's order, they would not be able to do so.
At this moment, Zheng Sihan said: "Father, mother, don't worry. My daughter will go to the palace. Even if she can't pick up her grandson, she can still meet him."
After hearing this, Uncle Zhongyong immediately asked, "Do you know anyone from the Wang family?"
Zheng Sihan said: "I rode in the same car with Wang Xiu when we entered the palace. We know each other. Even if we don't know each other, for the sake of my grandson, they will not make things difficult for me."
Uncle Zhongyong said: "Well, just go and take a look. It would be great if the grandson is willing to come to our house. If he doesn't want to, we can't force him. Remember?"
Zheng Sihan nodded, immediately packed up, prepared gifts and hurried to the palace.